Y O U were m i n e the moment you were BORN ♥ Lacey.

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Thomas grinned and leaned over the table, peering at him, "Yeah, but that's how I am,"

[∂яινє му ωσℓƒ ωιℓ∂ ♥]

He gave a strangled sort of noise and turned his head away, but not before a blush was seen. Shifting uncomfortably, he twiddled his thumbs underneath the table.

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The werewolf smiled, "So what do you say? Give me a chance? I want to get to know you more."

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He frowned in thought before leveling him with a gaze. "Fine. I'll give you two weeks. But if you can't prove to me that you're worth it, I'm gone."

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Thomas brightened up and nodded eagerly, "Okay!"

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He shifted around uncomfortably, nodding. Well, now that that was out of the way, there was really nothing else to do. So, with a pat of his hands against the wood table top, he gave a nod, an uneasy smile that was more a thinning of his lips, a smacking of the two fleshy pieces together, a soft 'yeah' and raised eyebrows before he stood, fixed his jacket again and then headed to the door.

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"Two days from now!" Thomas yelled after him, but his voice was gentle, "Meet me here, six. I'm taking you out!"

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He lifted a hand in farewell, not glancing back, and let the door 'ding' on his way out.

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Two days later, and after several hours of bickering with himself, Cole sat at a table in the cafe swirling his straw in his Caramel Ribbon Frappuccino and muttering to the table top. Some nonsense about how 'he's not going to show up' and 'if he does show up, I'm running away'.

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Thomas knew that Cole was there as soon as he stepped inside. His scent was strong and he picked it out straight away. His green eyes found him and he smiled, striding over to him, "You actually came," he murmured, dipping down to press a hello kiss to Cole's head.

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The brunette-now-blonde jumped in surprise and flinched away from the kiss reflexively. With a blush, he turned his head down. "Sorry," he murmured in apology to his actions in reply to the kiss, before he nodded. "Yeah, I'm here."

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Thomas chuckled deeply and held his hand out, "I have a whole evening planned. Shall we?"

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Trying to cool down his flaming cheeks, he nodded and stood without taking Thomas' hand - knowing full well that it would just raise the temperature in the room - before he walked out of the cafe. "What do you have planned?" He asked, turning toward his date- er, baby daddy- er, acquaintance. Yeah, let's go with that, that was a safe choice.

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"Well, I'm taking you to dinner first," the werewolf replied, flashing him a smile, "Then it's a surprise."

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His eyes narrowed at the word 'surprise'. "What do you mean 'surprise'? I'm not good with surprises." He watched him warily, nibbling on his lower lip. Force of habit.

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"Calm down," Thomas chuckled, heading toward the door, "It'll be nice, I promise."

[∂яινє му ωσℓƒ ωιℓ∂ ♥]

He gave a soft whine but stopped himself and nodded, following. "This better be good."

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Thomas clucked his tongue, pretending to be offended, "Have a little faith, Cole. You need to trust once in a while. It makes life a lot more fun."

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He exasperated and waved a hand at him. "Well, are we going or not?"

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Thomas pulled out his keys, jingling them gently, "Follow me. The car's parked out front of the store."

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Cole nodded and obeyed, looking around himself in the meantime. There was one thing above all that he was stressing about: Humiliating himself. He always managed to do it right when he was trying to act his best, and that freaked the living crap out of him.